Fantasy Kaizoic: Earth Reborn

[Da Doofus]

After Kairo’s second transmission, the salvaged war machine Syndroid stomped inside Dakovis through the front gate. Its right arm was an assault gun with a rotating triple barrel, and its left arm was a heavy caliber semi-auto cannon. Once within the city, the glare of a scope would shimmer in Kairo’s eye.
Hunkering down with a short telescope inside a broken window was Victor, looking directly at Kairo or the transmitter. He shouted something to the Syndroid and on que the self aware robot began spinning its assault weapon and taking aim at the window Kairo was in.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo almost didn't notice the glare of the scope as he concentrated on aligning his very own scope with a passing human. Luckily, he did. Adrenaline rushed through his system as he realized he needed to move out of the way, and he didn't waste any time in doing that. Moving out from open fire and to the safety of the wall beside him. His back against the wall to lessen the angle at which he could be shot at through the window. Kairo wasn't able to get a good luck at what was aiming at him, but he hoped it wasn't something that could break through the wall.

 

[Da Doofus]

Within moments, the window was shattered in a narrow storm of bullets that shredded the metal casing of the transmitter and sent glass shards everywhere.
The stream of lead continued and sprayed left and right, utterly destroying the artistic glasswork. The wind gusts from the attack blew away the cloth coating the portrait Kairo stood next to in that moment.
The painting was unveiled in its preserved condition.

An Irokai family of five were posed together, two parents and three children. The father was an older Irokai of grey color who bore a striking resemblance to Darrek, except for the inky spots over his eye and snout. He was wearing a fur coat and had his hand atop the shoulder of the son, with one of his fingers bearing the ring Kairo wore now.
The mother was a smaller Irokai of charcoal black hide and white stripes painted from her crimson eyes and down her neck. In her arms was an infant Irokai with silver scales and blue eyes. The two other children of the house were older than their infant brother, probably in their early teens.
The tallest was a daughter with blue eyes and pitch black hide. She had a warm smile like her father and had purple stripes painted along her face similarly to her mothers. Her brother was smaller, yet seemed to be the same age. A cheerful boy with his father’s hand over his shoulder, his coal black hide and scarlet eyes conveyed a happy innocence despite the toothy grin he wore.
The striking resemblances among them were plain to see and haunting considering the recognizable details the sons bore.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo cursed under his own breathe as the position he was at just moments ago was attacked by a barrage of bullets. If he were to notice the crosshair just a moment too late, he was pretty sure his body would be unrecognizable after all that. His fate would have been just like the transmitter on the floor, now shredded almost to oblivion. Their one form of communication between Stryx's men was now gone. He probably should have brought the thing with him as he dodged for cover. Then again, that also may have resulted in both him and the transmitter getting gunned down.

He waited it out, hoping that the gunfire would cease so he could have a chance at shooting back. While the relentless attack rained through the window, the movement of a clothe alerted Kairo to the now visible portrait. The picture revealed a family of irokai, nothing too meaningful, until Kairo took a closer look at the portrait. These people seemed familiar, the colours on their skin looked eerily similar to the irokai he knew. The young boy with the coal black hide, was especially recognizable. Was that....Dracon!?

Kairo's eyes went wide. Dracon? This WAS Dracon's home. That infant in the picture....could that be Darrek then? The silver colour of that kids hide was a carbon copy of Darreks after all. Wait!!!? Dracon and Darrek were brothers? And, did he end up snagging his dads ring?! It added up with how pissed off the irokai was when he saw it. Thing's were finally starting to add up, albeit maybe a bit to quickly to take in. Especially in this situation. He didn't need to think of all this right now.

There would be lots of time for him to piece things together later, for now. He had to find a way to get these little shits off his back. He waited for when the window would cease being a deathzone.

 

[Da Doofus]

Soon, the stream of firepower would cease, and the remaining soldiers were now entering the house. Darrek and Rufus were almost within the gated property when they passed an intersection of road.
It was then that a hulking orange blur of Bazin knocked Darrek down and sent Rufus’s wounded self tumbling back down the street with pained curses and grunts.
Neither Kairo or Stryx could see the two Irokai, but all could hear the splintering wood as the gang leader pressed his advantage and slammed the younger through a wall.

 

[Chai_T3a]

As soon as the the window was safe again, Kairo didn't waste his time in retaking position. As he looked out, he noticed that most of Stryx's men had managed to fall back into the manor. The only two out there left were Rufus and Darrek. He had high hopes that the two would get in on time. In the meantime, he'd provide cover for the two.

But when you only get a split second to react, there wasn't much Kairo could do to protect them. One second, the two had been almost at the fence, the next. Rufus was on the floor, and Darrek had been tackled by Bazin. The two irokai now no where to be seen.

Kairo's heart sunk then and there. There was almost nothing he could do to protect the two. He could try and cover Rufus from fire, but with the condition the man was in he wouldn't be able to drag himself into the manor. Darrek on the other hand, he couldn't even see. His hands began to shake. Was he about to lose two of the people he cared deeply for? He needed to do something about this!

The sound of Darrek's body being slammed helped him make the decision.

He hoisted his crossbow and started running the down the stairs as fast as he could. He needed to get out there and help them! He knew his chances of reaching the two weren't high. He knew he'd probably die if he went out there. But sitting here with nothing he could do but watch the events go down? That was even worse. Rushing down to the first floor, he made a beeline for the door.

"I'm going out for them." Kairo announced, voice tremoring yet determined.

 

[Da Doofus]

“Hunjan!” Stryx shouted, and tried to grab him, but he could not reach with the awkward position of the magnetically attached rifle.
“Goddammit cover him.” He ordered the remaining soldiers and they each took defensive positions by windows and holes in the walls. He himself left his firing spot and began tending to the two wounded unable to fight.

Rufus had limped behind a street corner and finally put his helmet on to better combat the last waves of the gang now gathering at the town’s entrance. They stopped going through the gate and instead took shelter inside the buildings after climbing the walls.
Nearby, Darrek and Bazin fought.
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“I take you in!” Bazin snarled and landed a kick in Darrek’s side that sent him crashing onto a wooden dinner table of the roofless ruin they fought inside. “And you turn your back on me.” The older Irokai had his pistols holstered to savor taking his aggression out on the young male. He snatched Darrek’s tail and yanked him towards him as the silver Archo had the breath knocked out of him.
“Better yet . . .
You steal from me.” He curled a lip and pounded a clenched fist on Darrek’s face, liable to bruise his eye.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo ran as fast as his tired legs would go, hoping to dear god that he wouldn’t be shot to death being this out in the open. As much as a bad idea this was, it was a risk he was willing to take.

Rufus was the first one he spotted, the man had been taking cover behind a building on the street corner. Seeing as he couldn’t get to Darrek without being in the open for too long, he made that his first goal. He openned the gate, sprinting straight out to the junction and slid into cover with the other man.

“Nice seeing you here.” Kairo heaved out after a quick pause. He looked down at the gunman’s legs and seethed slightly at the sight. No wonder they were taking so long to fall back.
“You can hold out for a bit longer ya?” He asked, concern laced in his face. “I needa get to Darrek.”

 

[Da Doofus]

“You need to get out of- GET DOWN!” He pulled Kairo aside and shot a man taking aim at them from behind Rufus’s would-be savior.
“You NEED to get back in that damn house, Kairo.” He shouted and reloaded his pistol. “I’ll try to get to Darrek, now get out of here.” He took one step and groaned in pain.
”Ok, fine. You want to help? Reach in my bag and get that tube of Medigel.”

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo’s eyes raised, clearly not buying it. Still, he ends up grabbing the tube of medigel from the mans bag, handing it to him.

“You’re hurt. No matter what that is I don’t think it’ll get you running again so quick.” Kairo warned, swiftly loading his crossbow. “Please. Let me help!”

 

[Da Doofus]

Rufus unscrewed the cap and gritted his teeth. "Ok . . . This next part is a bit ugly, but I'm gonna yank this thing out of my leg . . ." He handed the metal tube to Kairo, and pointed to the metallic syringe at the tip. " And you push that in immediately after and press the button to stop the bleeding and numb it."

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo looked up at Rufus, giving him a quick nod. “Whenever your ready.”

 

[Da Doofus]

"Ok . . . You gotta be quick or else the shock is going to knock me out." Rufus sighed as gunfire rang out all around them. Ricochets and impacts upon wood made an audio of battlefield chaos around them. "So please don't be squeamish."

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo ignored the hazards of the battlefield as he looked Rufus dead in the eye. He did have to admit that this would be rather gruesome to do, but for someone he cared about, he was never going to back out. He needed Rufus to know that.

"Nothing's going to go wrong. Trust me." Kairo reassured, eyes determined.

 

[Da Doofus]

Rufus grabbed the wooden shard as Bazin’s snarls accompanied another crash of wall.

In a violent thrust, he yanked the piece out of his leg and screamed as a spurt of blood left his wound exposed.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo waited tensely, paying close attention as to not miss when Rufus was to pull out the shard of wood. He kept the syringe in his good hand, making sure it hovered straight above the wound. He hoped that Rufus would do it quick, seeing as Darrek didn’t seem to be faring to well in the background.

Kairo didn’t waste any time when the shard finally came out of Rufus’s leg. He jabbed the syringe right inside, pressing the button as fast as he could. Now he could only hope that the contents within the syringe would have the desired effect.

 

[Da Doofus]

A foaming material of blue color filled the bloody hole in Rufus's leg and he shuddered as though he were chilled by the medical reaction. Quickly, the gel hardened into a makeshift cast over the wound, and Rufus managed to stand albeit unsteadily.

"Ok . . ." He panted. "That should hold for a while." He experimentally kicked his leg to test the numbing agents of the gel.

A crash came from behind their cover as a wounded Darrek was knocked into the street with a bloodied mouth and a swollen eye.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo's heaved a sigh of relief as he noticed how effective the gel was at tending to Rufus's wound. It definitely wasn't a permanent fix, but for a time like this, it was enough.
"That's...that's good." He said, a smile forming on his face, finally he was beginning to have a bit of hope for the situation they were in.

That hope was quickly relinquished, replaced by the urgent need to make sure Darrek was okay. The loud crash prompted Kairo to really quickly peak over their cover to get a better look at what they would be dealing with. Darrek was bloodied and bruised, expected when he's been slammed through a wall on multiple occasions. Besides that though, the young Irokai didn't seem to sustain any life threatening injuries, that was something he could take comfort in for now. But if they didn't act soon, that could quickly change.

"I've got sight on Darrek. I'm gonna assume Bazin might be coming out for him." Kairo analyzed. "I think you're gonna have to try and take him out. This thing didn't work last time." He lifted the crossbow.

 

[Da Doofus]

Rufus checked his pistol.
“I got three shots left in the charge mag. After that it’s all lead.” He said, peeking over to see Darrek.
“Should be enough to put that bastard down.”

A sharp tip pressed against the back of Kairo’s neck, as did one press against Rufus’s.
“Now let’s not get ahead of ourselves, boys.” A silkily toned feminine voice slithered into the men’s ears as Seythe slid her claws around their throats.
“Drop em.”

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo was more then just a little shocked as he felt the sharp tip of a claw placing pressure on his throat. The claw was immediately followed up by an all too familiar voice, Seythe. This wasn't the first time that Kairo had felt trapped, but that still didn't change anything regarding how he felt. There was still absolutely nothing he could do without getting the both of them killed.

Kairo cursed under his breathe, dropping his crossbow on the floor. Awaiting his fate with as much bravery as he could muster.

 

[Da Doofus]

Rufus dropped his own pistol, and the fight began to come to a close as Bazin stepped into the street.
Darrek wheezed and weakly looked up to see the two humans at last. He coughed and a few droplets of blood sputtered past his lips and onto the ground.
Both Kairo and Rufus would feel Seythe gasp softly and for a moment the pressure on their throats loosened.
Multiple armed men kept cover on their saurian leader in case Stryx or any of the soldiers tried to come out of cover to fire. The silence was deafening as Bazin approached Darrek.

“Please . . .” The young Irokai coughed before Bazin hit him in the face again, the sound of the impact carrying much more weight and force than a human punch.

Bazin drew his right pistol and waited for the bayonet to heat up. It seemed to be the end for Darrek until a snarling black blur leapt from the rooftops and latched onto Bazin’s back. Dracon wasted no time knocking the pistol out of Bazin’s hands and bit into the back of his neck hard enough to make the older male cry out in pain.

Rufus took the opportunity to elbow Seythe from behind and toss out a small metal ball over Darrek’s head and in a group of Bazin’s gang. He snatched up his pistol and Kairo’s crossbow as the two Irokai grappled and snarled at each other.
“GO!” He shouted as the grenade he threw exploded in a flowering blast of fire and ground shaking thunder. Bazin’s gang shouted in confusion and brief panic as over seven of their number were blown up.

Stryx’s own voice would enter the collective. “Fire!” He shouted and the gunfight resumed with crossfiring bullets.

Bazin was now across the street in a roofless house and had tossed Dracon away from him only for the Feral to launch himself in a pounce that brought the both of them tumbling into a wooden support pillar. The weak structure buckled and collapsed over the two as Dracon’s roars were becoming screams of pure rage.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo’s entire body felt like lurching every time Bazin’s attacks collided with Darrek. Every hit further injuring Darrek, and further setting Kairo off. He couldn’t watch this any longer. This wasn’t suppose to happen at all! They were supposed to get back to the manor, safe and sound. A complete contrast to the scene of Bazin raising his heated Bayonet, purged on ending the Irokai’s life.

Kairo felt tears welling up in his eyes, his body tensing in emotional pain as he watched what would be his friends last few moments of life.

Except, that wasn’t the case.

In a blink of an eye, Dracon had appeared. His maw biting down hard onto Bazin’s neck. Soon after, he felt the sensation of Seythe’s claw leave his neck, and saw his crossbow given back to him. He wasn’t sure what miracle had given them a second chance, but he wasn’t about to waste it when Rufus signalled for the go.

Kairo picked up his crossbow, and ran the short distance to Darrek as the battlefield continued to rage around him. The bullets that whizzed past him, and the sound of shouts and scream barely dazed him. As soon as he reached the irokai in question, Kairo bent down to one knee as to better see the man.

“Darrek.” He shouted, taking a quick look at the battle between Dracon and Bazin ensuing nearby. “you’re gonna be alright okay? But we need to move now.” He said. “Can you walk?”

 

[Da Doofus]

Darrek’s eyes blinked open, albeit his left was swollen shut.
“Kairo?” He coughed, although the sound was muted by the gunfire. “Yeah. Yeah I can try.”

Rufus slid next to the two and started shooting at the men behind him.
“Get on your feet, kid!” He patted Darrek’s shoulder. “We got to get out of the open.”

Further to their left, Bazin and Dracon exploded from the recently collapsed rubble and Dracon had his claws dug into the orange Irokai’s leg and threw out his balance. The larger male fell to the ground and Dracon snatched a skull-sized chunk of rock as a weapon. The roaring Feral leapt onto Bazin and began pounding the rock again and again onto Bazin’s face, each impact making pebbles of rubble clatter from the slight tremors.
Again and again Dracon beat the gang leader in the face, with the rock becoming bloodied after every strike. His eyes were still glistening portals of rage and his throat was getting hoarse from the constant screams and roars he thundered out.

 

[Chai_T3a]

Kairo grabbed Darrek’s arm, looping it around his back so that he could support the irokai. It wasn’t easy when the younger man weighed so much more then him, but Kairo still managed to provide him with a support.

As Kairo did this, he caught a quick glance of the fight between Dracon and Bazin happening to their left. The sight was gruesome, Dracon seemingly like a feral animal as he pounded the rock into Bazin. He wasn’t sure who to be more scared of at this point, Bazin or Darrek. But he did know that he didn’t wanna be there to find out.

Kairo walked as fast as he dared, not knowing how much damage Darrek had sustained. “C’mon man.” He grunted out. “Just keep on going ya?”

 

[Da Doofus]

Rufus emptied his pistol and moved to Darrek’s opposite side and assisted Kairo in moving the Irokai to the manor.

Dracon’s advantage over Bazin was interrupted by JR-8’s left arm swatting him away with enough impact to send the Feral soaring into the second floor of the manor. His body crashed through a cracked window loudly, and Bazin slowly stood back up with his face battered and bloodied worse than Darrek’s.
He used one of the robot’s legs to support himself as he panted after the brutal damage he endured. After wiping blood and dirt from his eyes, he saw the three as they passed the gate of the large property.

“Kill em all!” He slurred through a bloodied mouth and the modified Syndroid began spinning his gun barrel and aiming his arm cannon.